Sitting in the lobby bar & sandwich shop of the Westin St. Francis -- Caruso's.
It's sort of sad and I am no longer mistaken for a woman of negotiable virtue when sitting by myself in hotel lobbies. High priced of course!
Why the heck it is called Caruso's is beyond me. It serves generic sandwiches and basic drinks at prices that seem to harken back to other times of devalued dollars being carted around in wheelbarrows. Maybe I've become jaded. Moi? Yes, simply little Amish descendant farm girl me? The last trip I made was to San Diego and I stayed at ------- a very sheeshee trendy chic place that was a bit higher on the luxurious scale than here -- and this is a rather nice place. As my old friends at Brazen Hussies would say.... you can bet your Lancome I would come back.
Thanks to my attendance at BlogHer '08 I've decided I will blog a bit more personally here than I have recently been doing on my other blogs. After all my best writing shows off my absolutely fabulous personality. Truly. All allusions intended.
I'm so please to have been here at BlogHer again -- the balance between social blogging and professional blogging is so fuzzily amorphous as to be non-existant at this event.... and this is good. Women writers. Nothing more, nothing less.
Children and parents were everywhere this year -- babies and elders and everyone in between. Mothers brought their babies, Daughters brought mothers.
These women behind BlogHer are amazing. They've grown this thing smoothly and quite rapidly. Attendees bitch about all sorts of inconsequential things, even me--can you imagine that? I met all sorts of wonderful women and if I were pitching for the home team I'd have been absolutely agog. Every conceivable type of female was represented here. Really. The Mommy Bloggers were out in full force. All this rather misleading moniker means is that you are a blogger with a child. Hellfire and damnation, I could be a Mommy Blogger -- I still have a child at home -- although my absolutely stunningly premature silver hair might mislead at first. The majority of adult women are mothers.....so just what is a Mommy Blogger anyway? If anyone has a clear understanding of the nomenclature, please do fill me in!
I primarily wore two hats at this conference (and both looked smashing, thanks for asking, almost as smashing as that lamp I barely bumped that has the audacity to topple and disintegrate on Macy's floor at a stage party. (Yeah, let's have a couple thousand women crowd into purse, shoe, lingerie and furniture sections of a store and serve them copious amounts of alcohol.... well like duh, of course stuff is gonna get smashed.) Do remind me to talk about the swank KY counter there later. Ut oh, I've digressed. The hats were political blogger and virtual world blogger.
